Once upon a time, one’s own presence was overpowered and locked away in hidden corners of the heart.When we show our true self now, in the face, in language, through action, it is often done cautiously, like the first steps of a child, because the injury is still noticeable …

However, if there is no awareness in different situations and scenarios, the empty space is overgrown with thought stories, if silent open presence is missing, a marketplace of the old voices takes place, fears and worries, desires and hopes are scrimmaging in the lost space …

If attendance ventures into the light and occupies the space of the present moment, the restless thoughts disappear.Thousandfolded worlds are awaiting our attendance eagerly. We win our sweet selves back and arrive present in each situation like fresh green …

Through the wall of separation one can no longer see the magic of things anymore. The psychological mind – the old smuggler and black market trader – creates through the illusion of separation, the feeling of loss of something essential and then immediately starts to develop a problem and try to find solutions. He initiates a search and deepens through that the belief that what we long for is not here …

When the wall becomes a mirror, it reveals the leery game by NOT showing all the unconscious business of thinking. The mirror does not show wishes and wills, he does not show what is missing, not what goes wrong, nothing that gets in the way, no religious or political slogans, nothing to wait for and nothing to look for …

When the wall becomes a mirror, it only shows what is really here. He shows the forgotten face, brings everything back here, what was outsourced. Whatever one performs, he reflects without judging. Even if you try all the manipulation tricks with him, he only helps to recognize by his mirroring. The World Mirror has no agenda, he likes to reflect everything …

When the wall becomes a mirror, silence arises in the mirroring – the friendly nothingness. Although the mirror does nothing but reflect, everything changes. By recognizing the inner grips are loosening and first, free steps are benevolent possible …

The mirror is huge, the invitation of silence enormous. This is not about subordinate goals as in thinking, but about the direct breathing of stardust, about the free moment, about the grace of extinguishing the spell to be a certain person in all seriousness …

Who has nibbled from the well of silence, who has tasted the wine of joy, wants more, wants that all the time, wants to come home. But you can not force silence to unlock its secrets. Not by wanting, by discipline, by seduction or by begging, nor by running our heads against the wall of separation again and again. The existence shows itself only on ist own accord, like a gift, not when you did something right or wrong. It unfolds in a freedom that defies all manipulation attempts – which one has learned in the course of life – …

It’s good to know what you can and can not do. What we basically are, underneath, or within our different conditioned, psychological personalities, has certain qualities: It is one, lives in abundance, is open, it can not judge, it is willing as a child, and it moves in Joy, like a fish in the water …

If one dives into these qualities, until one not only knows or looks at them, but actually BECOMES them , each of these qualities are a portal. And that’s something you can do:

Avoid things that accomplish separation, create lack, or judgement, or at least question their veracity. This concerns about 95% of our thought activity.

Celebrate openness. Being open is a magical place where we stick to no opinions. A space in which we listen and are available for the currents of essence.

To cultivate joy, to follow even the smallest spark of joy or willingness, to learn to find joy in the most insignificant movements of everyday life, to physically surrender oneself into the glow of joy. Wherever we relish our very existence, we are at home …

Behind the seven mountains in the Seestadt Aspern lived once a sculptor. He smashed around with a hammer, broke up useful objects, and pasted shards all over practical things to make them useless. Yes, out of the broken pieces, some quite sharp sculptures arose, but is there no one wondering why he created such a lot of nonsense? Why does this man ruin everything? Is he haunted?

For a better understanding: the sculptor does not know it himself, only the silence knows the reason. The sculptor did not not fish for useful things in the waters of silence, his world was already overburdened by them anyway. He did not even hope to catch his wishes. Nothing that he could imagine made him full …

Soon he had smashed everything, silenced his old world to see what was always overlooked. When the intimate gaze is no longer obscured by ever new things, clear life, pure liveliness rises out of the heap of shards and the figures of silence reveal their secrets …

Ah, so it’s about realization! The mysterious IT, which has been given so many names, including the „Unnameable“ wants to recognize itself. So that’s the whole crazy trip ?! „Man know thyself“, was already written on the temple in Delphi …

If you turn left from Delphi and walk over the silent fields, the magic ignites, the Mirror Land pops up. What you show it, it will show you, if you open yourself to life, life already opens to you. If you get your knife out, it does so too. If you really want to get to know IT, IT really would like to meet you …

To know IT means to be IT at the same time, that is to know oneself. (Remember, we’re in the Mirror Land.) The Wanderer recognizing IT immediately drops his weapons. Ignorance dissolves and natural worship takes effect. The eyes see again like those of a curious child. IT never wears off, pours into the world like a smart, tingling, crackling stream, spills in and out wildly, leaving you with just applause …

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Author: Briant Rokyta

Briant Rokyta is an Austrian artist based in Vienna. He follows the principle of PERMANENT CREATION in performance, drawing, painting, writing and sculpting and in providing lectures and workshops. PERMANENT CREATION is another way of viewing the world. Not through the rational mind but through art, through being, which is constantly creating itself: Each moment is creation and oneself is intimate part of it. Human society is also changing, a new level of relatedness arises and the age of separation is sinking. I find it helpful and joyful to use art in such a way to support this process in favor of a world that is more beautiful, integrative and playful. The best way of doing so is to show this potential of art, in various garments and as a way of life together with fellow artists. For further information please check out: http://www.briantrokyta.comView all posts by Briant Rokyta